Nothing’s more frustrating than picking up a book that looks good, finding it’s not that good after all, perservering with it just in case it gets better - and of course it doesn’t - and then finding you’re a third of the way or halfway through a book you don’t like and are not enjoying.
I’ve just done this with three books in a row.
The first book, The Savage Altar by Asa Larsson, I actually finished, because I kept hoping it would get better. The blurb said the book’s sold a quarter of a million copies in Sweden, and I kept thinking “250,000 Swedes can’t be wrong…” Maybe it’s better in the original, I dunno, but it just didn’t ever grab me. I even guessed whodunnit very early on. Bah!
The second book was A Faint Cold Fear by Karin Slaughter. This was the first one of her books I’d picked up; maybe I should have started with the first one in the series to properly get the background on the characters.
The third book was the most disappointing: Small Changes by Marge Piercy. Disappointing because I like Marge Piercy’s work, usually. I found the start of this book promising (I enjoyed the story of Beth), but after that it just got more and more rambly and I found myself wondering what the point was.
Am now wondering what to read next. I don’t want to be disappointed again!
